7.30am
9 degrees in van but looks like it is going to be a nice day with clear blue
sky.
At
9am though it was still only 6 degrees outside.
Waited
by the phone ready to answer it with ‘I wake up with Today’ but unfortunately
they rang a lady in Melbourne, though she sounded like she needed the $120,000
more. Oh well will keep entering the Sunrise one – at least I don’t have to
remember to say anything.
After
a cuppa I headed into Heathcote – it had warmed up to 9.6 degrees. We noticed
that Cairns had 10 degrees last night – wow that is cold for them!!
Parked
near the Info Centre and wandered down the long main (High) street with my
little history map. Heathcote (once known as the McIvor Diggings) is at the
foot of Mt Ida and is situated amongst National and State Parks and is 220
metres above sea level. Mitchell came through here in 1836 and named McIvor
Creek after a member of his party. Then some pastoralists moved into the area
creating road side inns along the track. The township developed on the back of
a series of gold rushes along McIvor Creek commencing in 1851. One of the major
strikes (1852) was at Golden Gully, behind the old courthouse. In 1853 the Government
set up a tent based camp here. Extensive
building started: government offices, police barracks, gold office, courthouse,
lockup, stables storerooms and living quarters. The hospital was nearby but
remained in a tent until 1859. Government officials and police lived in comfort
above the dire conditions of the miners in the crowded goldfields.
By
1855, the alluvial gold was running out and reef mining commenced. Consequently
the population dropped to about 6,000 by 1860 as ex-miners took up land or began
timber cutting in the forests – an industry much aided by the arrival of the
railway around 1890. At the peak of the gold rushes there were up to 35,000
people, largely housed in tents and shanties on the fields. 3,000 Chinese
walked to the diggings from Robe in South Australia where they had disembarked
to avoid paying a tax levied upon Chinese disembarking in Victoria. There were
at least 3 breweries, 22 hotels and 2 flour mills. The town was apparently
named by Lord Heathcote, not in honour of himself, but because of the
quantities of heath growing in the district – if that is plausible!! Although
the population remained steady until 1880s, it was down to 1,090 in 1891 as
gold reserves dwindled. Now there are the usual businesses and lots of cafes and
arts and craft shops lining the nice wide High Street.
First
building was the Mechanics Institute – there seems to be one of these in every
old town. Not sure why they say Mechanics but it was a reading room with books,
newspapers and library so maybe it was to help the miners educate themselves.
Lovely
tiled entrance.
The
Court House.
Quartz
stamper.
Commercial
Bank (1886).
Post
Office and residence (1890).
Lovely
old church, now a nice home.
Flour
Mill (1869).
St
Johns Anglican Church (1868).
Union
Hotel (1856).
This
house originally held the Council meetings.
This
building was originally the Craven’s General Store til 1941.
Now
this one would be a great fixer-upper. Reminds me of Millaa house. So sad to
see it all neglected.
The
original brick part at the back is regarded as the oldest building in
Heathcote.
The
Emeu Hotel (1858-1870).
A
couple of nice murals beside the hotel.
This
general store has had some interesting names over the years, Heathcote Hall,
New Era Store, Albion House, Beehive Stores and then Grants Store late it
became Goodfellows and IGA Friendly. At the rear was a smokehouse used for
producing bacon.
The
old shire hall building.
Masonic
Temple – still in use today.
Another
bank.
The
original guttering.
Back
to the truck and down beside McIvor Creek to the Valley of Liquidambers.
Unfortunately not so pretty in winter!!
I
wandered across the swinging bridge – something Steve doesn’t like doing.
Up
the road into the National Park area to the Powder Magazine.
I went
back to the IGA and bought a couple of things. They charge 5 cents for a
plastic bag and the money goes to the Heathcote Health. There is a bit “Going
Green” chart on the wall showing the money raised. That didn’t make sense as if
you want people to go ‘green’ and use their own bags then there wouldn’t be any
money raised. Shouldn’t it be that they donate 5 cents each time someone
doesn’t take a plastic bag and brings their own then people would be going
‘Green’. Go figure!!
Got
a hot chook for lunch. Steve had prepared lunch for me – witchery grubs out of
a rotten tree he got for the fire – I chose the chook!! He is not feeling very
rich – no gold again. Looking forward to going home to the Palmer – do hope he
finds some when he gets there!!
Quite
afternoon listening to some CDs and doing my blog.
Nice
evening by the fire. Rang Wendy for a chat. Rang Erica and Terry who are on
their way back from Chudleigh Station. Asked her to bring up their information
from their trip along the Murray River as we might do that too after Bathurst.
As
we were getting ready for bed we heard some ‘locals’ entertaining themselves in
the open area further down the road doing doughnuts etc. Luckily they got it
out of their systems and then disappeared again.
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